#dwjp writes

[dragonswithjetpacks]

9 & 35! :3

I didn’t expect anyone to actually ask!

I’ll do it for you, babe. 🥺 (Also, thank you so much. I saw this at work today and it really got me thinking about writing. So I've just been listening to classical and I was really able to get into it. Honestly, you asking helped me a lot today. ❤️)

Because they are my muses, these will be Ferelith x Astarion.

9. falling

It was hot. And Ferelith could recall a few times she had been in a steamy situation. This was incomparable. The plan was straightforward. Jump across the lava. Be as quiet and as quick as possible. Unlock the chest. Jump back. The only real issue was the elemental patrolling nearby. It was going to take finesse to make it across, not to mention concealment. Something only Ferelith and Astarion could do. And something they had managed to accomplish many of times. She may not have been one with stealth as her companion was, but she was by far the luckiest of the group. And only Astarion outmatched her dexterity. She was light-footed and quick on her feet, an excellent candidate. The only issue was her ability to jump that far. But she reassured Astarion she could do it, despite his concerning glances to her before beginning his trek across.

Ferelith jumped once. All was well. Even the hair sticking to her neck and face couldn’t distract her. A second jump. Fine. Looking up, she could see Astarion had already made it across. Her hesitation was only holding her back. A rumble went through cavern, there was a shift as the footsteps of the elemental grew closer. Damn the heat. Damn the beast. Damn the Underdark.

Astarion saw how close it was, too. He turned to her, a look of panic passing into his gaze. The look of, well, oh shit. There were two options. The first being she could use the best of her abilities to stride across. Which, truth be told, was unlikely given her strength. Or… the second option. And the only option she felt was the right one. Astarion could witness the elemental turn his gaze upon Ferelith. He may not have seen her, but it did not matter. A cloud of mist shrouded her, hazing up into a thin fog as the heat caused it to dissipate. She reappeared suddenly in front of him… which was both accurate and unfortunately… a mistake.

“No, not here,” he heard him hiss just as she felt her body sway backward.

The rock crumbled beneath her feet, a step Astarion had avoided that he was too far away to warn her of before. For a moment, she felt her shoulders welcome the same heat as the back of her legs. As one does, all felt weightless tumbling backward. Until a hand grabbed her forearm. It pulled, twisted her around and skidded her across the ground. Not only had she nearly plunged to her death, but now she was being whisked above it like a slab of meat to be broiled. Naturally, Ferelith opened her mouth to scream. It was quickly silenced by Astarion’s other hand. Crouching down, he pulled her away from the edge and nearly into his lap. He looked out across the lake of lava. The beast suspected nothing. Just another pile of rubble lost to the cavern.

Ferelith pulled his hand from her mouth.

“Not my best moment,” she admitted, looking up at him with a playful grin.

“Not in the least,” he replied in a similar manner. “But we can’t have you falling to your demise just yet, can we?”

“No…” she felt her smile widen. “Not yet.”

35. filthy

“I’ve never bathed in a river,” he wrinkled his nose as he reluctantly untucked his shirt.

“You’ve never been able to before,” Ferelith said from the bank, her clothes already on the ground as her ankles were submerged in water.

“True… but I wouldn’t mind an actual bath.”

Astarion lowered himself to sit upon the ground. His fingers removed the laces from his shoes. His hands wretched his feet free from them. He rose up with a grumble and another complaint ready as he prepared to remove his trousers. It wasn’t until he could feel the dirt on his bare feet that he was able to take in the moment.

The rustle of the leaves above him. A soft breeze, brisk and cold against his bare skin. It skimmed across the water and caused more ripples to rush down along the stream. In it was Ferelith, her entire body illuminated by the moonlight. The curve of her neck. The wave of her dark hair. The profile of her face. The glint in her golden eyes.

“Come on then,” she turned slightly, her delicate hand stretched toward him. “You’re filthy.”

#astarion x tav #astarion x ferelith #ferelith writing tag #dwjp writing tag #dwjp writes #ask and you shall receive #i haven't written a lot lately #but this helps

[dragonswithjetpacks]

I was going through some of my old writings and found this conversation between Astarion and Ferelith concerning reviving Gale:

Astarion: Are you understanding any of this? Ferelith: Yes but I’m not really paying attention. Astarion: Should we write it down? Ferelith: Nah. Let’s fuck with his image a bit. I have a scroll in my pouch. Astarion: He did say we have two days…

#bg3 #astarion #ferelith #dwjp writes #ferelith moonshade #the fun kind of chaotic

[dragonswithjetpacks]

Hey guys.

I was feeling saucy last night and edited Fall Around. If you know the fic, you know the fic. Because it's NSFW it won't show up. Read on AO3 or look it up on my blog. I reposted it. I'll have to go through and edit my writing page. I've been editing Theurgist, too. I've already done the first two chapters and am working on the third. I may start writing it again since I can't play my game until my harddrives gets fixed/replaced.

I hate my cat.

#kay has spoken #dwjp writes

[dragonswithjetpacks]

I'm having the urge to write something spicy.

Oh boy. It's been a long time.

#kay has spoken #dwjp writes

[dragonswithjetpacks]

Me reading over some of the grossest fluff I’ve ever written that borderline seems unrealistic:

Ewe.... I love it.

#uuuughghghgh #dwjp writes

[dragonswithjetpacks]

Here’s what I’m thinking:

Pretty Thoughts was supposed to be just a bunch of one shots. Retell of the game. But I’ve found myself writing more and more about Ferelith shenanigans. On top of replaying, I was considering rewriting Pretty Thoughts. Also giving it a better name. And re doing the first few chapters. The last few things I’ve written for it have been chapter worthy while the others... meh... they are lacking. Just scripted dialogue basically.

So, I’d rather have a good fic rather than one it takes a couple chapters before it gets good because I was just being lazy. I might even start editing in the other separate pieces as I go along. I honestly just didn’t think I was going to be writing this much about Ferelith.

#dwjp writes

[dragonswithjetpacks]

I have so many serious projects I was working on. I was going to get some of my original writing on Wattpad.

And other things that are almost done that could up tomorrow or even today for Ao3. On top of two series I was working on that are unfinished.

Buuuuuuut I keep writing stupid shit. Because I get ideas and wanna get them down. And they’re dumb. And cliche. But they make my mind happy.

Like Astarion meeting Ferelith’s ex.

Ferelith running into Astarion at a banquet after they’ve parted ways.

I’ve got two separate bits about Astarion talking to her patron.

I started another origin story for Ferelith, which that’s kind of part of my D&D campaign since my DM wants to know more about her book.

I started a dumb Jane Austen AU because I watched Bridgerton and got on that kick. Pride and Prejudice is my crying movie/show.

I also wrote another very small fluff piece.

I’m just.... I’m just a mess ya’ll. I’m all over the place. I was also considering writing more smut. Anyone want some more smut? Let me know.

#dwjp writes #kay has spoken

[dragonswithjetpacks]

I have had such a busy day at work today. It was exhausting and brought me to such a shitty writer’s block.

Now I’m just writing whatever I’m feeling and I’ve written two really stupid things.

I have written a lengthy argument between Ferelith and her former lover, who has discovered that she is living in her book shop with Astarion. I have currently left it open to where they let him live and he’s traumatized or they kill him and do something productive with the body. I’m open for other suggestions.

And I have also written a very humorous bit of Astarion attempting to communicate with Ferelith’s patron. I guess I’ve been thinking a lot about her patron lately. And honestly, I really like him so far. He’s developing quite the personality. His relationship with Astarion is very... let’s say... tolerable.

#ferelith x astarion #forgotten realms oc #ferelith #ferelith moonshade #dwjp writes

[dragonswithjetpacks]

I wasn’t feeling very good yesterday so I slept a lot. And watched a lot of TV. I didn’t get any writing done. Or play any video games.

But I woke up today feeling super sappy.

And I wrote something mooshy and gross. Instead of finishing anything I already have started. Because I guess my brain needs fluff today.

#dwjp writes #and yes before you ask it's about #ferelith x astarion #it must have been all the sad music i listened to in the bath yesterday #i slept for like 20 hours and took two hot baths #migraines suck

[dragonswithjetpacks]

Gonna 👏  upload 👏  the bite scene 👏  today 👏 👏 👏 .

Super excited about this one.

#dwjp writes #astarion x ferelith

[dragonswithjetpacks]

Me: Almost done! Just gotta fill in the bits in between to make it all flow and...

Also me: Hey...

Me: Oh... oh no...

Also me: I see you’re almost finished with that next chapter.

Me: Y-yeah...

Also me: You know what you should do?

Me: ....what?

Also me: Not finish it.

#fml #I could have been done hours ago #i just need to fill it in a proof read #ughghgfxhfghfghfh #dwjp writes

[dragonswithjetpacks]

I.... am going to attempt smut. I’ll let you know how it goes.

#dwjp writes #kay has spoken #i am already embarrassing myself #i am not sure why i get like this when i write the naughty #i am a healthy sexually active mature woman #that does the naugty #ONCEORTWICEAWEEK #but i can't write the word penis #omg

[dragonswithjetpacks]

WIP Wednesday!

I still do not have my other hard drive hooked up so I has no banner. Thanks @noire-pandora for tagging me! I like the nudge from time to time. :)

Anyway, I’ve been a busy busy lady. I took a break from Theurgist to work on Strange Fates. Though I do have chapters for them both.

Strange Fates - Things got awkward last chapter. And I rushed right into the next morning. I am looking forward to writing these two.

When Aeva woke the next morning, dawn had not yet approached. Even the birds that had yet to fly south had remained in their nests still asleep. She stared at the top of her tent, her head spinning as her chest rose in and out with the small waves she was still feeling inside. The whispers had died for the moment, but she knew it was a matter of time before they would return. But their arrival had brought upon the burden of its origin. Why had they spoken out within that moment? And more importantly, why did she give in to Fenris? She brought her hand to her forehead, feeling the cold sweat brought on by her restless night. She did not want to think about him, but she knew she had to come to some sort of conclusion before she saw him.

Theurgist - I have worked on this very briefly. I have to admit I got distracted playing the actual game and sort of forgot how the temple bit went.

She spit the remaining blood from mouth, hearing it splatter across the wall. Ferelith continued down the stairs, Shadowheart close behind. Wyll followed. And Astarion lingering a few feet back. He looked at the crimson stain on the wall, glistening wet with temptation. He ran a single finger against it, placing it between his lip to taste the sweet liquid that came from her mouth. He watched her cross the tomb, her attempts to ignore the cleric waning. He licked the last of her flavor from his finger tip, savoring each sensation that fell through his body as he did. He was going to have to be more careful.

Beautiful War - Not something I’ve worked on in awhile. I uh guess I could throw up a few more chapters? Most of these are just docs sitting in my folder waiting to be posted. I worked on them last year I think? I don’t even know anymore.

OC - So I have been working on something special for my D&D group. My DM wants to take a break so I’ve created this wretched nightmare short campaign so he can play while I take over a few sessions.

As you look up, your eyes meet with not the face of your friend. But with the two yellow eyes behind her. This is yet another familiar face. And your body feels the crushing weight of hopelessness as you lose the feeling in your limbs. There is another tug, and your body is now jerked upright. The fowl hand clutches the neck of your friend tighter as her face becomes deranged. And just as you think her windpipe might burst, she let’s out a maniacal fit of laughter. The fiend’s free hand raises upward in a flicking motion and your arm jerks one way. It flicks again and your other arm jerks. Your friend’s laughter gets louder, her face turning red, as the beast beneath her lap moves it’s had like a conductor. You are it’s instrument. And it feels as if there is nothing you can do. Make a Wisdom check.

#dwjp writes #wip wednesday

[dragonswithjetpacks]

Oh man. I just wrote an argument... like the first legit one Ferelith and Astarion had. And I am just... beside myself. This sucks.

Also, yeah... I am writing backwards.

I probably won’t post anything for awhile until I get the timeline sorted with them. And uh I guess if you think I should put everything into a chapter-by-chapter fic instead of adding to the series, let me know! If you look at the series on Ao3 then they’re in order. But I don’t know if I just need to keep doing it like thaaaat or if I should just make a chapter thiiiiiing. Let me know what you think!

#ferelith x astarion #dwjp writes

[dragonswithjetpacks]

An update on my WIPS:

So I haven’t been participating in WIP Wednesdays. I’ve been doing a lot of painting on Wednesdays to prepare for our D&D nights on Thursday. But that will slow down soon since I’ve got most of the minis painted. He was printing long before I started painting.

However, I don’t think I’ll be able to do a lot of WIP Wednesdays for awhile because we’re starting a second campaign group on Wednesdays. So I might do WIP Whenevers just kind of as I feel the need to throw updates. I also haven’t transferred my old hard drive to my new computer so I’m missing my banners. >.<

I currently have two chapters ready to go up for editing for two separate fics. If I have time tomorrow like in the morning or something, I’ll throw up some WIPs if possible. :)

ily guys

#dwjp writes #kay has spoken

[dragonswithjetpacks]

Do you ever start typing and don’t realize for a second your fingers aren’t centered and you just givl rbrtjomh i[ ........

#dwjp writes #just writing things